Bad Blogger!

I'm going to try to do better. I'm a horrible blogger. I love reading other people's blogs, but really bite when it comes to writing one of my own. So, I will start with a couple of new photos and a brief update on what's been going on lately with the RR.

First of all, he's a graduate! The RR graduated from Pre-K on May 22nd. He had such a great year with wonderful teachers.


To celebrate graduation and Memorial Day, we took a trip to Blue Mountain Beach in Florida. We just love it there, it's gorgeous. We're going back over the July 4th Holiday, so only 12 more days to go! I can't wait.


The RR also lost his first tooth on May 29th, and the next one on June 5th, one week later. He was so proud of himself, and the Tooth Fairy was very good to him. He also earned his Tiny Tiger Green Belt in Karate. He has done so well in Karate, and I want him to continue, it's just a matter of logistics in getting him over to the studio since he has completed all parts of the after-school program.

The RR is also enjoying Summer Camp, he goes on at least 3 field trips per week. I took a day off last week and went with him to the trout farm where he caught his first fish. He was so excited!

Pretty boring stuff, but I'll take boring over what we have been dealing with for the past couple of months in a second!

A Birthday Present from Jesus and God

Yesterday was the RR's 5th birthday. Wow, where has the time gone? I literally feel like I blinked and he is all grown up, which is something I'm sure all parents can understand. He's certainly not a baby anymore, and I have to say I was a little depressed about it. Until... we got snow, which is something we hardly ever get!

He had a blast in the backyard, playing Tee-Ball, then we went to dinner (Mexican, his favorite, of course), came home and had a snowball fight with his uncle. He said that the snow was "A birthday present from Jesus and God". Love it! :)

Chicken Papa John's

Ever had Chicken Papa John's? Me neither. The RR had it one day this week at school, and liked it so much he asked for it for dinner that evening. After I told him three times we were having Baked Ziti and I wasn't ordering a pizza, he explained, "No, not pizza! You know Mommy, chicken with spaghetti salsa and cheese on top.

Chicken Parmesan, Chicken Papa John's. Tomato, tamato.

Overheard at the 2:00 a.m. Potty Break...

Rotten Rascal: "Mommy, look - my winkie is SO BIG!"

Me: "Wow, it is! Pull up your pull-up please." (Bury my face in the pillow so he can't hear me burst out laughing).

How do you explain that to a 4 year old? You don't. You let his father do it. ;0)